"Hold the grass, don't say it sooner!" Northon was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, eager to learn it right away.

The old man deliberately slowed down his speech, and said unhurriedly: "The red-haired 'little girl' is higher in rank than you, and according to common sense, you can't win against him, although you are superior to him in weapons and gun skills." ”

"You still need to say it!" Northen said urgently.

"But his use of the hand cannon as a weapon gives you a glimmer of life, and the hand cannon is undoubtedly the most effective in increasing the power of the bullet, but it also has fatal shortcomings."

"Not accurate enough?"

"That's right, but it also fires the slowest bullets."

Hearing "the slowest speed", Northon couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and sweated for Fang Cai's recklessness. Of course he understands the characteristics of the hand cannon, and now Buckru is still hiding so embarrassed, if he changes to other weapons, I'm afraid he will report to the Endless God a long time ago.

Seeing that the opponent's offensive was becoming more and more aggressive, and he was about to be defeated, Nuo Sen hurriedly shouted at the old man: "Tell me what the method is!" ”

The old man cleared his throat: "Listen, my style of play is called pirate style play." ”

Well?

Pirate play? Isn't that the style of a famous fighter?

Thinking he had misheard, Northson asked, "You let me practice boxing with him?" ”

"What a mess," the old man obviously didn't understand what he meant, and explained to himself with a blank face, "The essence of this style of play is that when the enemy has plenty of firepower, he only makes a feint, and uses dexterity to dodge his edge to consume and distract his energy, and when he is exhausted, he will launch a fierce attack while he is unprepared." So, it must have a dodge-type gun skill to match, and it just so happens that I brought a normal quality dodge gun skill today: Xiao Jump, which is just right for you. ”

The old man pulled a small gray scroll from his bosom and threw it to Northon.

Norson took the scroll, the rough hand felt like the fur of some kind of monster, he tore it open with a "swish", and wrote a few lines of small words on it: "Apprentice Gun Skill: Small Jump, Normal Quality, can slightly increase the jumping ability after casting......"

Can this be avoided?

Dead horses and live horse doctors!

Northen will be suspicious, and when Buckru casts the "Three Pythons Swallowing the Wind", he no longer uses double headshots to fight hard, but attaches his firepower to his feet, jumps hard, and uses his gun skill: small jump.

At the moment when he was about to be devoured by the giant python, he jumped seven or eight meters away, no more, no less, and dodged its attack range.

Norson seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and he was happy to come from the heart.

Since then, as soon as Buckloo uses his gun skills, Northon dodges with small jumps, and the first few times he will suffer some abrasions due to inaccurate timing, but later he has figured out the rhythm of Buckloo's attack, and he has become more and more proficient in the use of pirate-style play, he can almost dodge without injury, and even return a few cold shots from time to time.

Unable to attack for a long time already made Buckru very annoyed, and the opponent's strange playing style added fuel to his fire, but the more anxious he was, the more inaccurate his hand was, and Nuosen's flashing and moving became more and more flexible. However, his gun skills are mostly above elite quality, and his firepower consumption is much faster than that of Northon, who only uses small jumps and normal attacks.

The scales of victory were reversed, and Buckru was furious, and in terms of ability, it would be easy for him to get rid of Northam's entanglement, but the scars on his face and the fanaticism for pink weapons had made him lose his mind.

Catching a glimpse of the old man who nodded frequently, he had a trick in his mind, and jumped behind the old man in a flashback.

"Despicable!" Guessing that he was going to use the old man as a hostage, Northon cursed.

"If you move again, I'll shoot him down!" Buckru put his arms around the old man's neck, his cannon pointed at his temple.

"Oh, then collapse." Northon lifted his weight like a light weight, but he really stood on his feet, facing Buckru with an indifferent smile on his face.

His answer surprised Buckru and the old man, especially the old man, who scolded: "What an ungrateful rabbit cub, you will tear down the bridge when you cross the river." It's not Lao Tzu who taught you, you sacrificed his hand cannon earlier, and now Lao Tzu is in danger, and you can't save him when he dies! ”

"I'm not kidding!" Forced by the trainee gunsmith Northon to play tricks to get out, Buckru was annoyed and angry, and the muzzle of the gun was fiercely pointed at the old man.

The old man was so hurt that he peeked at Northon hiding the hand holding the weapon behind him, his eyes rolled, and he begged for mercy: "Don't don't, don't have something to say, don't shoot." ”

"Old guy, I think you're tired of being alive, why do you go back on your word if you don't interfere?"

Taking advantage of the moment of the two arguing, Northon suddenly jumped, only this time he did not dodge, but jumped in the direction of the old man and Buckru, and before he could land, he used another double headshot.

The pink bullets in his pupils were constantly expanding, and Buckru was shocked, he had suffered a lot in this shooting skill, and his cheeks were still aching. And Nuosen, who has the perfect weapon, makes this gun skill like a tiger, and he doesn't dare to slack off.

Northen was also afraid that Buckru would be able to dodge his full blow, as the duel had already consumed most of his firepower, and this was the final blow, and he had to increase the success rate of the sneak attack as much as possible.

In a moment, Bacru didn't dare to block the old man in front of him as his meat shield, which was tantamount to gambling with his life, he let go of the old man and used his spear skill: flashback.

However, it was too close, and as soon as he was halfway through it, the bullet sank into his chest, blooming a blood-colored flower.

He fell heavily to the ground, sweating in pain, raised his head with difficulty to look at the fleshy chest, and said to himself in horror: "I...... Defeated by the White Spearman...... Waste, waste! Rubbish! ”

Buckrue said "waste" three times in a row, not knowing whether he was talking about himself or Northam.

"Good means!" The old man couldn't help but clap his hands and praise Northen.

Ignoring him, Northon walked straight to Buckru: "You are the culprit who took Leah away, and my revenge begins with you!" ”

"Revenge?" Buckru sneered, "With your white one-star spear spirit?" ”

"Yes!" Nuosen's eyes were as cold and resolute as iron, and he slowly raised his arm, and the front sight of the muzzle followed the trajectory of the arm, gradually freezing on Buckru's head, "With my white one-star spear spirit!" ”

Buckru struggled to get up, but failed to do so after several attempts, and he slapped the ground angrily, no matter how unwilling he was, he knew that he was going to die on the spot.

He gave up struggling, laughed wantonly, seemed to forget the pain in his body, and said desolate while laughing: "I, Buckru, actually died at the hands of the most wasted gunsmith in Desert Earth City, haha...... Ridiculous, ridiculous......"

Seeing the tiny pink muzzle, he couldn't accept the fact that he had been defeated by Northam, and sneered: "What's the use of killing me?" Miss Leah, ah no, Countess. She's married to Saudin and she's in the cave! I can't see it with my own eyes, but it must be beautiful, haha......"

His unbridled laughter, and the frivolity of his words towards Leah, made Northon furious, and rushed up to ride on him, grabbed him by the collar, and yelled, "Don't laugh! I told you to shut up! Shut up! ”

Buckru laughed even more wildly.

Northon roared and pulled the trigger, he could no longer press out the bullet when his firepower was exhausted, and the sound of the empty chamber "snapping" made him even more upset.

He dropped his pistol, like a monster that had lost his mind, and whined and pounded Buckru's forehead, breaking the latter's head to the blood, but he still couldn't stop laughing.

"Young man," the old man struggled to Northon and persuaded, "you run out of firepower, and the spear spirit is at its most vulnerable, and emotional agitation will hurt it." ”

"Stop, stop!" He tugged at Northon's trouser leg.

Noxon vented again before stopping, adjusting his breathing, spinning the spear spirit to refine the fire, he got off Buckru, and grabbed the pistol on the ground.

Buckru's face and chest were soaked in blood, his laughter was getting weaker, and his eyes were shining a strange red light from the infusion of blood, but he couldn't hide his despair.

Nuo Sen was about to end his life, thinking of his months of chasing and intercepting, hiding like a lost dog, slowly put down his weapon, and said coldly: "It's too cheap to break you down with one shot, I want you to live, you can't die." ”